Review of Turk 182! (1985) by Sean T — 06 Jun 2007

This is like slicing the finest, fluffiest, most icing-laden slice off of the magnamonious cake that is American cinema. Indeed, no film has compared or will yet compare to this cinematic masterwork.

The film details a young man's quest to avenge injustice done to a sibling. Without spoiling too much of the film's inner workings, a crisis occurs, a man acts on impulse and with a deep passion, and he is swiftly punished by and grinded through the complex and wicked machinery of indifference and dissolutide, represented by the government of New York City.

A young and brash Timothy Hutton whole-heartedly embraces his "Jimmy Lynch" role as defender, as domestic cultural refugee, and as the unmoved mover of a over-compulsive generation of fiery, eloquent whippersnappers. The performance sent shockwaves to the foundation of American Values, causing the multitudse to look at the foundation, become disenchanted with what they had constructed, grab their pick axes, and begin to reinforce the core of Americana, one swipe at a time.

Robert Urich, "Terry Lynch", turns in a performance both anti-septic and gritty. Anti-septic in that his emotive and soul-churning offering as re-fused with a good-humored and existentialist re-configuring of his human core cleanses the viewer of all past self-transgression, like a good bit of Purell on your hands after cleaning the cat box. Gritty, in that before Terry can embrace the Purell, he must overcome a woeful struggle with an injury, with as great physicality as mental uneasiness. There are times when the viewer may wish to turn away from their viewing screen, because Urich fills the screen with blinding, abrasive agony.

Kim Cattrall plays a female, a role she has grown accustomed to over the last few years.

Overall, worth a watch.